John Heaton (jheaton) wrote,
John Heaton

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Poet's Corner: The Blizzard Rope

The Blizzard Rope

I have not forgotten,
ten and still holding
the blizzard rope you tied
around my waist, winter
of sixty-six. You said,
you are home base,
and stepped out
into weather. Snow

like a house built
around us. Holsteins
holding their milk
in the hungry barn.
You had no choice.
The straight path
you walked every day
a mystery, in this weather.
I have not forgotten,
thirty-three and holding
the blizzard rope.

White-out, you step out.
Your fine hands
climbing weather. The line
has grown icy.
The weather worsens.
I am home base.
Go where you will.

Debra Marquart (born 1956)

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